white but weathered
it stretched out
coral pockets peaking
where the joint snapped from jaw.
so engraved on a chin of a giant, we saw
numbers, shapes and patterns
hyroglighs and runes,
in an epitaph to humanity
enscribed so eloquently
on the remains of something once alive.
the lineages of Babel
now bound to bone
as momentous as the application of rhythem and tone.
this piece now home to
every folk song sung,
creation tale and doomsday lore,
every hero that woman ever bore,
each fantasy whispered in the dark,
a canvas of individuals who had left their mark!
stories remained so we’d never forget.